Sliced Bread 2: The Greatest Thing Since Sliced Bread

Ingrid tells me there's an election tomorrow. I'd vote, except I don't know a damn thing about the candidates or the issues. When do I get a chance to pay attention? I don't feel guilty, though; I persuade myself that I'm doing my best to contribute to the well-being of the country in other ways.

Actually I'm kidding. I knew the election was coming. Everywhere I turn, there's somebody saying, "I don't care who you vote for; just go out and vote." Right. Except:

- whoever's saying that does care who you vote for. It's nice of them all to say they don't, but they do
- voting is only part of the job. And it's the easy part. The hard part is figuring out who to vote for. It takes some time and effort to understand what the candidates and the parties stand for, and whether what they stand for makes any sense in context with the rest of the world, and whether you personally would be willing to mark an X for it

Of course, it's a bit late now to be starting in on the decision-making process. Which is why I'm writing this instead of cramming election coverage from the Empire City Moon website. I'd rather cast no vote than an uninformed vote, and I kind of hope that all my ignorant brethren across the nation follow my lead.